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(un) holy

sanctuary.
mine are
rarely quite
unresolved
slow-settled.
in the woods, i hear the highway.
on my chair, the a/c rattles walls.
i've found
coffee shops can be just as still.
at desert monastery,
i ventured alone at night,
into the dark
against policy.
hoping.

yet even there- miles from nothing,
the insects wouldn't silence.
the quiet, the still, the empty-
entirely (un)holy.

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